I keep it real you kno that's why you wanna fuck wit me
I like the feel, that's prolly why I'm rolling up my weed/
Shorty got me feelin trippy
Don't kno what came over me/
But I got my bottle, pour Long Island mixed with Hennessy
If she take me to that level bet I take her to the sheets
We ain't on no lovey dovey shit
We only smoke to geek
She thuggin only smoke the gas
Got heat all in her leaf
And she never skipped a class
Doin hair her specialty
Shorty always lookin bad
yeah she keep her shit on fleek
Swear she phat all inna ass and rock inches on her feet
Put the hot in the tómale, lookin real spicy/
Creo que la necesito, I think she my wifey/
My bro say I’m in love, I told my bro I might be/ I love the way she talk, she feisty, and high key, I love the feeling I get with you right beside me,
And I can’t stop myself from thinkin bout what might be/
Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp
Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp, yeah
She got me Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp
She got me Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp
She got me Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp, yeah, yeah
Have you ever met a woman who says something then she do it
Who can Put a plan together, get it done before you knew it
Who say Fuck jumping over the hurdle, but running through it
Who say “fuck it, if you need it nigga then imma go do it”
Who can hold a nigga down with so very little effort?
I can tell you that I haven’t, when I do, I’ll know she special
I kno that you a special girl from your intellectual
I been searching for my special girl, babe just let me tell you
(You got me feelin)
Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp
Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp, yeah
She got me Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp
She got me Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp
She got me Feelin waaayyyy uuuupppp, yeah, yeah
In a bad thing wit a bad thing wit her homegirl smokin mad flame got the gas tank oohh/
Hit the next bank where dat cash hang, then the next scene, let my cash rain frenching Mary Jane oohh/
Always had brains, always had aim, keep my hands clean, let my chains swang, bouta to change lanes, vroom/
Yeah my dreads hang, I don’t have shame/ You can have fame, I’m behind scenes, with the clack, click, clank, boom/
